Chapter 2147 An Almost Mournful Voice

The most sincere invitation from her precious son made Shen Manting's lips curve.

But he quickly rubbed the little guy's head and said: "Mom is an adult and cannot play. This is for children to play."

"But, mom used to play too!"

"That's different. There are adults in the amusement park, but there are only children here."

"Oh..." Shen Yuexiao seemed to understand, but was soon pushed by Shen Luoan and slowly spun around.

The laughter of "giggles" was endless, and there were the sounds of other children laughing around.

Shen Manting watched her son turning in front of her, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

However, the surrounding sounds seemed to be getting further and further away.

Seeing a patch of white in front of her eyes, Shen Manting was a little dazed, turning her head and reaching out to grab Shen Luoan.

Shen Luoan looked sideways and glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

Shen Manting's eyes became whiter and whiter, her consciousness seemed to be dragged by someone, her mouth opened, but she could not speak.

Immediately, his vision went dark, and he fell limply into his arms.

Shen Manting didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was surrounded by blinding white.

I didn't know how long I had walked before I vaguely saw a small figure.

He has a sallow complexion and thin muscles. Although he is twelve years old, he looks only about ten years old.

She was wearing clothes left over from the other brothers and sisters in the orphanage. They were washed white and looked a little dirty.

He Yuncun sat in the corner, staring blankly at the unknown gadget.

As if aware of her arrival, he raised his head to look at her.

When Shen Manting saw herself when she was 12 years old, she felt indescribably complicated.

Walking over slowly, He Yuncun smiled at her, "You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Manting looked at her, and there was another distortion around her.

She knew she was dreaming.

This kind of dream is different from the dazed state when the body is dominated by another personality, but is completely nonsensical and without structure.

But at the same time, she also knew that this was another personality that was trying to communicate with her and meet her.

So, she met He Yuncun.

The surrounding environment changed again and again, and she seemed to be back when she was very young, secretly drawing on the walls in the orphanage with her good friend Zhang Meifang.

When the dean found out, he stamped his feet and became furious. He looked for sticks everywhere and tried to beat people.

The two little girls ran away in fear and fun, their eyes full of smiles after playing pranks.

I don't know how long it took, but she was suddenly pressed down on the washstand and brutally tortured. Shen Luoan's face was full of desire.

With a dull pain in her heart, Shen Manting stepped back.

The scene turned again. She was pressed under the man. The room was completely dark. In her ears, there was the man's low breathing and sighing, and the almost mournful voice. He said over and over again: "Man Ting, I love you." you."

"Man Ting, don't hate me."

…

My body ached, and my heart felt like it was twitching.

Suddenly, the sound in her ears disappeared, and a huge force pushed her down. In front of her was He Yuncun's childish face, almost twisted with resentment and madness. She said: "Go to hell! You thief!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

As if she was standing on the edge of a cliff, Shen Manting was suddenly pushed down, and her whole body was shaken.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were dim.

And his body was already covered in sweat.

An arm held her down, patted her gently, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a dream."